The balmy afternoons of summer are coming. Kids will be out of school and some of them — the enterprising ones, at least — will be hauling card tables down to the curb to peddle their homemade versions of that cool refreshing drink.
Remember when you were a kid? Sitting on the sidewalk waving at passing cars, hoping one of them would stop and trade you a quarter for a dixie cup of liquid sunshine. Me too. It was the first venture into business for many of us. Our first taste of capitalism, powered by sugar, water, lemon juice, and little hutzpah.
There was no excitement like seeing someone pull their car over, stop, and walk over to that little table. And no reward like counting the quarters at the end of the day.
So the next time you see a lemonade stand, stop and buy a cup. It doesn’t matter what it tastes like or if you actually drink it. You’re encouraging a kid to pursue business, to understand commerce, to do things for themselves.
That empowerment is worth far more than the price of a cup.